Friday, August 26, 2011

NNY Aw Yeah Aw Yeah

The lunadog and I went for a stroll in the forest. In spite of her 84 dog years, she sounded like a herd of springbok. She positively launched herself into Chester Creek from a log, into a body of water that was closed off by fallen trees and had a doggie panic attack. All was forgotten with some beef flavor Canine Carry Out.

We swam with the fishes (waded with guppies?) in the creek.








And August is usually when the cardinal flowers bloom, down by the water...

And the ferns are out...










and the hardwoods are getting their phyllotaxy on.

Not too shabby, folks.




















Saturday, August 13, 2011

An Open Letter to California


So I'm leaving now. I'll miss your weather (and your pelicans, your redwood trees, and your vibrant horticulture), but you know this thing of ours ended years ago. It's long past time to go our separate ways. But I hope we can still be friends.


Tuesday, August 9, 2011

The Bitness

Barbara Ehrenreich knows what's up.

So does Paul Krugman.

I'd vote for 'em. Probably they're too busy doing useful stuff.

The plutocracy wins not because it intentionally sets out to mess us up, but because its side effects create too much work for the good people who won't let the bad things go.